Chapter 219: Fairy Qiongxiao

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The sound of Taoism pervades the heaven and the earth, and the huge goddess phantom stands between the sky and the earth, overlooking all living beings and looking up at the sky.
The posture of a saint!
Today is here!
That kind of beauty is beyond words, that kind of prestige doesn't dare to look directly at it, Yun-huafa, Yuyi and graceful body, Taoist rhyme, mysterious, and aura.
The sage Nuwa suddenly appeared in the world, and the anger of the sage was felt in all three thousand generations in the prehistoric world. Countless creatures were all lying on the ground. Countless monks were shaking at this moment!
In the heavenly court, the Jade Emperor was furious and ordered thousands of heavenly officers to investigate who dared to provoke the Virgin of the Human Race and the saint of heaven and earth.
On a majestic mountain filled with golden light in Hezhou, Xiniu, the old man sitting one after another by the lotus pond showed a chuckle. One of the younger old men sighed softly and said:
"The Dao Sect has prospered for so long, and finally it's time for me to come on stage. Brother, I will go and make more arrangements."
Another old man with gray hair and cloth-bag robe, but with some gentle and calm style shook his head, and said, "No, you're too hasty."
"Senior brother, if we don't fight with them, how can we fight the three cleansers that one Qi has transformed?"
"If you fight with them, I will pay for the hard work of these Yuanhui."
These two masters said a word, their words were a little biased, and they began to talk about Taoism and rhyme.
The golden lotus flowers floated out in the lotus pond, but these two talks gave endless benefits to other cultivators on this mountain.
The cultivating figures from all over this high mountain did not dare to take the golden lotus. They just bowed in the direction of the lotus pond and bowed to the lotus pond with the lotus falling on themselves.
In Nanfang Buzhou, Jieyun has been integrated into the earth. Although few people in the whole world can perceive the power of the saint, they all feel that the day is much lower, and the air seems to have become a lot more stuffy.
In Kunlun Mountain, in the solemn and elegant Yuxu Palace, dozens of Taoists sat cross-legged, listening to the sound of the wonderful Taoism, each had their own understanding, and turned a blind eye to the majesty of the saints that appeared between heaven and earth.
In Jin'ao Island, in the clear and clear Biyou Palace, more than one hundred saint disciples were drinking and having fun. The phantom on the high seat looked at the lively situation below with a smile, and gently shook his head.
Da Chi Tian, ​​in the small Taoist hall in the Dao realm, the Great Master Xuandu couldn't sit still, like a boil growing on the futon under his buttocks, and he kept moving there.
The Tai Chi diagram under the seat rotated slightly, and the old man opened his eyes slightly, his eyes slightly thinking.
After a short while, the old man waved a divine light, and the divine light disappeared. It seemed to be absorbed and assimilated by the heaven and the earth, but the image of Nu Wa under the anger gradually began to calm down.
Beiju Luzhou, on the low mountain beyond Xuanyuan Tomb.
The real Jade Ding who had been hiding his figure opened his eyes, his eyes seemed to be able to see through all the illusions, and he stared at the phantom between heaven and earth for a moment.
After that, Zhen Yuding just closed his eyes slowly, did not say or do anything, as if everything had nothing to do with him.
The three figures who had just rushed into the Miasma Lake suddenly stopped, each of them changed their complexions and looked towards the south.
Needless to say, when the Taoist rhyme with the wrath of the saint swept the world, the three demon ancestors immediately stopped their movements, and with a little panic exited the Miasma Lake, feeling the rhyme of the saint's Tao.
The three ancestors looked at each other, all wondering what was wrong, why the saint empress was so angry.
The saint became angry and turned the world upside down. If the saints fought, this great destruction would not be a problem!
In the depths of the Miasma Lake, the yellow-clothed girl also stopped, and her big smart eyes blinked. I don't know what happened.
"Why is the Nuwa angry? Who provokes her?"
The yellow-clothed girl mumbled for a while, and Yang Jian also felt this saint humanity rhyme in the gourd, and his heart was a little agitated while frightened.
This is the saint!
It is not a rumor, not a myth of later generations, but a real saint who is immortal and indestructible!
If I could be outside the gourd at this time, how good would it be to be outside the Xuanyuan Tomb! You can admire the majesty of the saint by raising your head, which is an excellent temper for Dao Xin!
Wait a minute, Nu Wa... Nu Wa's anger?
Yang Jian stared, sat at the bottom of the gourd silently, then patted his forehead.
It's so dead, how come the confinement of the gods starts now? I haven't had time to find out whether it is behind the scenes, and that's it... it started.
No matter, I am now behind bars, so I can think about the way to get out, and there is nothing I can do when I go out.
"Senior, make a discussion and let me go out to see the excitement?"
The senior in Yang Jian's mouth snorted and muttered: "The three old monsters are still waiting there. It doesn't matter if you come out, I don't want to protect you any more. Your master, you really don't know good people!"
Why are you involved with your master again?
Could it be that this female predecessor and her master have the ancient, ancient time of the flower field and moon, and finally the master failed her beautiful woman?
Yang Jiannao made up a record of love and hatred, then he shook his head and smiled bitterly.
That Taoist rhyme is gradually fading, but in fact, the saint's Taoist rhyme appears only a few moments before and after, but sentient beings can't stand the pressure of the saint, and they feel that time is going too slowly.
Yang Jian pondered carefully, who in the end calmed down the wrath of the sage Nuwa; the girl in yellow sighed and seemed rather disappointed.
"I thought there was a good show to watch, but in the end it was still so restrained."
Yang Jian:……
Yes, this one is still the lord who fears that the world will not be chaotic.
Except for a few top powers, and Yang Jian, who is a prophet and who probably knows what is happening, no one knows who made the Nuwa Empress a little bit angry.
The sage Nuwa could hold back his anger because of the words of the old man in the Great Chitian Taoism; as for the content of the words, no one else knows.
In a short while, the goddess imaginary between heaven and earth turned into clouds and mist, condensed on Nanzhou, and it rained heavily.
Among the thousands of iron horses galloping on the land of Nanzhou, the emperor, who was fierce and fierce, laughed loudly in the rain, and all the horses guarded the hundreds of civil and military officials and headed towards the prosperous city of Nanzhou.
It's just that no great magical powers have noticed that the smile of the human emperor seems to be full of various deep meanings.
Even though the literati and military commanders of the Manchu dynasty, how many people can understand the smile of King Zhou at this time?
...
The prestige of the saint is coming and going quickly, but within half a day, the prehistoric has already spread.
The emperor of the human secular dynasty—many monks are still accustomed to calling it a co-lord. When he was in the Nüwa Palace, he saw the goddess of Nüwa and looked like a celestial man. .
The saint Nuwa, who was originally a guest in the Huoyun Cave, returned to the dojo, feeling in his heart, seeing the poems written on the powder wall, how could he not be angry?
The Empress Nuwa is the Virgin of Good Fortune Human Race, and the Human Race Emperor actually made a mockery, and she was really impatient.
When the saint became angry, he would immediately lay down a million corpses and wash Chao Song City with blood; but the heavens blocked it, and the Empress Nuwa saw at a glance that Emperor Xin had twenty-eight years of anger pending. It was about the catastrophe that followed and had to temporarily Patience, did not take action to kill this ignorant Emperor.
Of course, this is just a more ‘official’ rhetoric, with the deep meaning in it, and it’s not too much to express, so as not to be angered by the saint.
Yang Jian has thought about where and what he should do many times when the Great Tribulation of Conferring Gods kicks off.
He even thought that if King Zhou is not so innocent, he can also mention these few words from King Zhou, messing up the arrangement of the gods;
I have also thought about whether it is possible to establish a relationship with the saint and earn a little benefit while the Nuwa Empress shows up in anger;
What's more, Yang Jian always felt that he would stay with his mother and younger sister, and enjoy the family happiness before the catastrophe...
But he never expected it!
When the catastrophe came, he was actually trapped in a gourd by himself, and fell into the hands of an enemy who was obviously a bit old-timed!
Who is going to make sense?
Yang Jian sighed a few times in his heart. He was still sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai. At this time, he also wanted to go out soon, get Xuangui Yize early, improve his strength early, and go to Fengshen to make some arrangements.
"This senior...cough, fairy, can you let me go out to see you?"
"Yo," the girl in yellow chuckled, and asked with some teasing: "Is this a figure out? You called me to be a fairy. You are a mess of generations, and you have no manners."
Yang Jian was suddenly speechless, coughed twice, and smirked: "Listening to the voice of the fairy is definitely not the person with the wrinkled face. Naturally, he has to call the fairy to appear respectful."
"Speech, just stay inside, the three old demons haven't left yet."
"Where is the fairy taking me?"
"Don't you want to take Xuangui's legacy?" The girl in yellow snorted, "The treasure that our three sisters tried so hard to take away, I want to see today, why should you go!"
Yang Jian was silent, thinking about it, but quieted down, waiting for the girl in yellow to greet.
About an hour later, the three demon ancestors guarding the Miasma Lake left in a hurry. The girl in yellow clothes was a little unclear, so she just pinched her waist and cursed: "These three old demon are really I was timid, didn't dare to come in and investigate, just left so dingy!"
When Yang Jian heard the words, he understood in his heart that this must be the Nvwa Empress who offered the demon banner, and the group of demon had to go to the Nvwa Palace to pay respect.
Presumably the remaining two demons in Xuanyuan's tomb, Da Ji and Xi Mei'er had also left for the Nuwa Empress, and there was no chance of'killing them easily'.
It's messed up, messed up, it's all messed up.
Yang Jian was feeling anxious, but he heard a sentence from outside the gourd: "Since they are all gone, this fairy will give you a chance. Your ingenuity has been praised by my sister, but I think you have a foolish one. If you can guess It doesn’t matter who I am if I let you go.

"Fairy, this is a bit embarrassing for the younger generation."
Yang Jian sighed, the girl in yellow just snorted triumphantly, but Yang Jian added another sentence.
"Fairies must be in the Taoist sect. Most of them come from the sect, and are of the same generation as my teacher, who can deter the ancestors of the three demon clan's quasi-sage cultivation.
The yellow-clothed girl listened quietly, Yang Jian said so much, can she guess who she is?
Even if the guess is right, the blind cat has the dead mouse!
Yang Jian was indeed thinking quickly at this moment, integrating these messages, and finally locked the target on a few powerful fairies.
Sanxiao, Our Lady of the Golden Spirit, Our Lady of Improperness, Our Lady of Turtle Spirit.
Among them, the Virgin Tortoise is the most likely because this place is the resting place of the mysterious tortoise, and perhaps something useful to her is sealed.
But the fairy mentioned his ‘elder sister’ twice, and when he threatened the power of the monster race before, it was also terrifying.
"Could it be... the famous Sanxiandao fairy?"
Yang Jian heard from Master Yang, among the three heavens, Yunxiao is gentle and respectful, and beautiful, Qiongxiao is eccentric and weird, while Bixiao is smart and smart.
The yellow-clothed woman still opened her mouth and didn't relax, Yang Jian said again: "But, Master Qiongxiao?"
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